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I choose the rarely trod word-road that takes rocky paths of poetic mindscape, maps and clinches metaphor links grown in unknown definement. I look slant-eyed at morning's own painting, facing blank canvas the sea becomes jasper and foam turns to lace as image transcends norm to new heights. I view stary skies pock-marked with diamonds, ocean outcrops hold mermaids, sand secretes silvered past as grief-gilded each sunset weeps its goodbyes. I write emotion into whale-cry, sentence fur and feather to human behaviour, translate seasonal change to safe ground for my fancy's winged flight. I dare take words a stage further, imagine boundless and verse a beyondness, bend grammar by stretching out to sense inanimate liveliness.
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 7:28 AM UTC
Stretching Out.
I choose the rarely trod word-road that takes rocky paths of poetic mindscape, maps and clinches metaphor links grown in unknown definement. I look slant-eyed at morning's own painting, facing blank canvas the sea becomes jasper and foam turns to lace as image transcends norm to new heights. I view stary skies pock-marked with diamonds, ocean outcrops hold mermaids, sand secretes silvered past as grief-gilded each sunset weeps its goodbyes. I write emotion into whale-cry, sentence fur and feather to human behaviour, translate seasonal change to safe ground for my fancy's winged flight. I dare take words a stage further, imagine boundless and verse a beyondness, bend grammar by stretching out to sense inanimate liveliness.
fay-slimm
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 7:28 AM UTC
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